Whenever we look back at our life, we shall always found some persons who were always there for us. They invigorate us when we were sad, they laugh with us when we were happy and they mold us in a perfect soul. When I peep back into my life, I found my father as one such person. I have never ever been a good son. I was suspended on the first day of so called my school life. There did not exist a single house from which I didn’t get a complaint. I remember my school diary in which after daily homework were written stories of my contumacious behaviour. But even after all this, my dad never shouts at me, he leaves this for my Mom .

Till date the relationship that I share with my father is more of a friend than of a father. The most wonderful things of my life, I have learnt from him. Most of my ideas, my thoughts are directly or indirectly derived from him. Recalling one of my oldest memory that I have with my father is one when I learnt bicycle. I remember when my brother learnt bicycle, he used to tease me. I desperately wanted to learn bicycle. One fine sunny day, my father took me to a ground. There was a fear in my heart because I have heard the heart aching stories of people who broke their leg, head, arms, kidney, heart, lungs blah blah and some more blah blah. Still I had the courage because my father was there with me. I sat on bicycle my father was holding bicycle by carrier, he instructed me not to look back. I started pedaling and after some time I found my father standing far away, waving his hand. That was the first victory of my life and I shared it with my father. I remember the time when my father returned from office and I was standing at the main door of my house, he won’t be allowed into the home till he had a long drive with me. In night when I used to walk with him, I held his finger tightly so that if ghost appeared from anywhere, he could save me. I had a belief that he was more powerful than ghost. I never took help from my mom when I stucked at my homework because when that stuck was unstucked, I had my cheeks red.

Since then time changes and as I grow up he helped me in bringing out maturity in me. He transformed me from a kid to a man. I left my home some 6 years back when I went out for my engineering preparation, he told me after that I have to take my decisions on my own and since then whatever I have done with my life I never feel regret of anything. Wisdom is often non-communicable but experience is not. His experiences of life help me in improving my life. How oftenly we tell our mom’s that we love them but we never express our true selves when we speak with our father. This post of mine is dedicated to my father for being so wonderful father, Happy Father’s Day in advance.

I’m Hindu by religion and grown up reading stories of Rama, Krishna, and Ganesh. As a kid, I used to visit temple with my Mom, had to fast on Mahashivratri, decorated temple on Janamashtmi to have a daity glimpse of God and had a deep rooted fear that If I did something wrong than Lord Kali would punish me. Spending my childhood in Rishikesh, Religion always fascinates me. But, till date all my attempts to understand my religion leads me to nowhere. I used to call myself Hindu but none of my religious book have a mention of the word “Hindu”. Infact, earlier I don’t know that Hinduism is not a religion, it’s a tradition. Its been a derivative of Sanatan Dharam.

The thing that confound me most about my religion is that I have to worship a pantheon of Gods. Every day of week is devoted to a single God and every God is unique in himself. If you like idealism, pray lord Rama, If you are notorious and contumacious, pray lord Krishna and if you want to success in career and studies, pray lord Saraswati. The religion itself is very flexible, there are no strict rules and guidelines which need to be followed. There is no one single religious book, There is no center body defining rules. Unlike Islam and Christianity where maulvi and Priest are shepherds, The Hindu priest is a man acting as a link between ourselves and our God. Our Gods are not divine creatures, though they have superficial powers, but we can follow them in our lifestyle.

The best thing about Hindu religion is manifestations, unlike Islam we need not to visit mosque five times a day or visit church on every Sunday, Hindu faith will manifest itself into his daily chores, We worship cows that stand in front of our house, We worship Stone, We worship river, We worship mountains and everything that surrounds us is God in one or another form.

But in recent past years, the religion has took a drastic change, Its been molded by our bloody politicians and other people so as to take benefit from it. Respect for nature has made Hindu non-violent by blood. But we have Mosque demolition and Gujarat riots which showcased the darker side religion. No religion can teach violence, In fact, love for mankind is the common thing on which all religions reside. But the lust of power and corruption has deteriorated mankind to such an extent, that it can’t even hesitate in using God. Casteism, the bitterest aspect of Hinduism, evolved during the period when Aryans visited india, was evolved for some good cause but since then it’s a game played by people to gain power.

There are things which should be kept away from deterioration and should be preserved and our religion is one of them. Moreover, Hinduism is not only a religion it’s tradition, philosophy and it’s a way of living. The things that governed us and benefit us till date, should continue govern us in the same way. So, its our moral duty to preserve our religion.

Now a days, The most common thing that we human beings come across is EXCUSES. Excuses for flunking a class, Excuses for failing in exam and excuses for missing deadline in office. The facet becomes worst when we start giving excuses to ourselves. Excuses for taking drugs, Excuses for breaking a relationship and an excuse for every nefarious act. The very fact is the day we start giving excuses to ourselves we are not in our mere control. A strong desire and indepth commitment never needs an excuse and every immoral act in this world starts with an excuse.

Lets take an example of Drinking When someone starts Drinking the First excuse he gives is “Do try everything in Life” and when this Trying becomes repeatable the excuse comes is “Drinking is bad only, if you are addicted to it, occasional drinking is never bad”. Later on when the frequency of these occasions increases and their time period decreases and one finds himself addicted to it, the next excuse is “Drinking is never bad until and unless after drinking you do something that is REALLY BAD” and when he starts doing something REALLY BAD the excuse is he can’t do anything because the things are now, not in his hand. So we found that how a simple excuse can change the things.

Giving excuse is never difficult. We can completely conclude a scenario or situation in simply few sentences or words. But at the same time, a voice from our inner soul, must question ourselves, our ability but later on when the frequency of these excuses increases we start overhearing that feeble voice.

When we failed in an exam, we have a wonderful universal excuse that Question Paper was tough, But there always exist a person who have performed well in that exam, If he can that why can’t we. We give excuse to ourselves when we break up with our near and dear ones saying that they are not honest and we are wrong in judging them. But how one person who once sounded perfectly perfect can turn into malevolent. They may for sometime behave undesirably but that doesn’t mean they have changed. What actually has changed is our opinion towards them and inspite of accepting it we gave ourselves lame excuses.

Life can be far better and perfect, if we stop giving ourselves excuses. Excuses are nothing but our weaknesses. If we are passionate about doing something then we never give any excuse. Moreover, if anyhow we have made mistake then its better to accept it than to make an excuse. Excuses lead to nowhere.